Chapter 7 The Great Flood Washes the Dragon King Temple
I'm tired now, I really can't stand the toss, it's like finding a place to calm my nerves and rest for a while, but the moment I look ahead, my heart immediately accelerates, no wonder many people say that Gansu and Shaanxi are very evil.
I said to Big Mouth, "Big Mouth, find the flashlight, let's go over and see, what is there to pretend to be a ghost when you fall to the ground."
Grandma was so depressed, where did she get so many pretending to be ghosts, and she had been dealing with these strange things all afternoon, including the evening.
Big Mouth finally found two spare flashlights in the backpack, and all the others were lost, so we only opened one and looked forward through the white light, and it turned out that the black shadow was just a stone statue, standing quietly a few hundred meters ahead, and the hanging heart was put down.
The two walked forward on the grass, and when they arrived at the stone statue, they found that the stone statue was not only two meters, but more than three meters. The body is the head of a dragon, and the body is sitting cross-legged on the lotus shop, and when you get closer, you can see the traces of the stone statue being destroyed by things.
It's just that for no reason why a dragon king appeared out of thin air, I remember that during the day it was still a mound of earth hidden by stones, and there was no trace of movement, and I was talking with a big mouth during meditation.
"Lao Cui, I can't imagine that you are also stupid, this unknown water washed the Dragon King Temple, what is there to think about, it is really this time and that time"
I suddenly understood, just as the big mouth said that the big water washed out a dragon king temple, because there was a big mound here during the day, and now there are only a few big stones left, obviously washed away by the heavy rain just now, I don't know if this is a bad thing or a trouble for us.
Many of China's other parties have enshrined the Dragon King Temple, it is said that the Dragon King is the water god down to earth, in charge of water conservancy, superstitious people in order to seek the wind and rain, very devout to build a temple to worship incense and ask for a good year, but unfortunately such a big god did not escape the catastrophe of the four olds, and finally the Dragon Temple was destroyed, the Dragon King was also buried in the ground, thinking of this I suddenly brightened.
At this moment, Big Mouth found three small stone statues of the Dragon King behind the stone statue, but unfortunately the three heads were knocked off, and the bodies were also full of holes, and they fell to the ground.
Big Mouth asked me if I wanted to dig with a sapper shovel to see if there were anything else of value, and I said that the valuable things had already been taken away, carrying the broken banner, doing the bandits, there are many such people, if you still have the strength, dig it and try it, there should be a shrine, just under the small stone statue.
"Then I'll try it, anyway, the egg hurts if you have nothing to do" said with a big mouth and put the flashlight in his mouth, and really moved his hand.
Whatever, but all the places where temples are built and incense are auspicious points, and they have also been pinched and calculated by the master of Yi Xue and the master of feng shui in advance, and there must be no problem with burying people, in case you can dig out a bottle and jar, the trip to Qinghai is considered to be out, and the big mouth has the strength, let him toss it.
I casually found a big stone sheltered from the wind and sat down, while replenishing some strength, while looking up at the dark and gloomy moon, listening to the whistling wind, I must hurry tomorrow, I can't delay any longer, go and find the owner of the book first, and return it to others, not my own things, it is not so much to take with me. This trip to Qinghai is less than half a month, if the road is delayed, I am afraid that it will not be a month.
I don't know how long the big mouth dug in, I looked at the big mouth and didn't mean to stop, so I simply took out a few clean clothes, put them on the back of my head and squinted.
When I was sleeping sweetly, I felt that someone was pushing me, and shouted at the top of my voice: "Old Cui, look what this thing is, can it be sold for money?" ”
I rubbed the corners of my eyes, I didn't expect to fall asleep after a while, and then took a black thing from Big Mouth's hand and looked at it, like the shackles brought by prisoners in ancient times, but it was almost rusty and earth, and it would break when I pinched it with my hands, and it should be at least a few hundred years old.
At this moment, the big mouth threw up a few rusty iron tools, as well as a few pieces of human bones.
One or two pieces didn't mean much, but once there were many, the situation was different, and in a short time there were already four or five shackles piled up on the ground, almost three or four human skeletons, and an equally rusty pickaxe.
I shouted at the big mouth and told him to wait and dig again, there must be an article in it.
In ancient times, the laborers responsible for the construction of the mausoleum were generally from the prisoners, because their lives were worthless in the eyes of those eunuchs, and the construction of the Qin Mausoleum alone used 700,000 prisoners.
They wear shackles on their feet, and after the mausoleum is built, there will be a special army in charge of burying these prisoners alive or executing them collectively, I estimate that the big mouth dug out is only a very small part of the prisoners, judging from the lying posture of those bones, it is obvious that they were buried alive, and appeared here on a large scale, it is likely that one of our feet is from the burial pit, and the other is the door of the soul of the mausoleum.
Generally, the people who can build from the burial pit are at least the princes and princes, and some of the burial goods in the burial pit are prisoners, and some are terracotta warriors, chariot servants and horse warriors, just like the giant of Qin Shi Huang from the burial pit is the terracotta warriors. And the distance from the main burial pit is also far or near, in principle, more than ten miles, and hundreds of meters.
The Door of the Soul is mainly derived from Egypt, and the Door of the Soul is dedicated to those who believe that there is a soul after death, which is the weakest part of the entire tomb, and is the only passage of life reserved for the deceased.
So, it is also possible that these prisoners were buried alive as the last of the prisoners to build the Soul Gate, and if this is the case, then the Soul Gate is nearby, which is where the Big Mouth was dug.
If it is from the burial pit, then the hard work of the big mouth today is worthless, it is impossible to find the main burial pit just by helping a sapper shovel, in either case, since God helps us, then we can't waste the opportunity.
"Old Cui, why does this grandson want to build the Soul Gate under the Dragon King Temple, so that the Dragon King can let him enter and exit freely without saying hello?"
Yes, if it's not a big mouth, I can't think of it, one is a ghost, a god, why take a passage.
I suddenly had an epiphany and said: "It is very likely that this Dragon King Temple is fake, just to hide people's eyes, the door of the soul should be in the Dragon King Temple, you think, the Dragon King Temple as a place where incense is constantly burning, there will definitely be people who frequent, then it will completely cut off the idea of tomb robbers"
Dazui listened to my analysis, seemed very excited, and said: "Yu Ye will cut off the back road of that grandson now, so that he has no way to ascend to heaven."
I said, "Don't worry, wait for me to be in the direction during the day tomorrow, the door of the soul is generally open in three directions, east, southeast, south, wait for us to raise our spirits, anyway, there are no people in this barren mountain and wilderness."